Okay, so Tahiri was a little bit nervous about the dance; she'd gone to homecoming with Ben too, but under much more platonic circumstances. She'd spent a long time staring into her closet, seriously contemplating opting for her least worn-out flight suit over the dress she'd ended up picking out, just to minimize the chances of her tripping over her feet. Which were not going to be in shoes, thank you very much, at least not once they'd arrived at the dance.
Nervous equaled edgy, which equaled Tahiri thinking maybe she shouldn't wait here for Ben. Maybe she should go find him?
Oooh, indecision. The end result of which was Tahiri standing in the hallway just outside her room, holding a pair of boots that most definitely didn't match the dress.
[OOC: Open if you want to run into her in the hallway -- may be SPish on and off until afternoon, but I'll do my best. Also, unlike the picture, Tahiri is not wearing her hair up; if she ever does that you better worry about her going evil.]
Nervous equaled edgy, which equaled Tahiri thinking maybe she shouldn't wait here for Ben. Maybe she should go find him?
Oooh, indecision. The end result of which was Tahiri standing in the hallway just outside her room, holding a pair of boots that most definitely didn't match the dress.
[OOC: Open if you want to run into her in the hallway -- may be SPish on and off until afternoon, but I'll do my best. Also, unlike the picture, Tahiri is not wearing her hair up; if she ever does that you better worry about her going evil.]